But now I dropped out of school, sitting in a drug spot
Bagging up weed while my older brother slung rocks
Trying to get paid, watching for the punk cops
If they run a raid, they gon' be up in these gunshots
While Crooked’s older brother sold crack, the younger Crooked divided up weed into baggies to be sold later while keeping a lookout for police, who would have been shot at if they’d attempted to interfere.
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